“I didn’t know I could do that, honestly,” Kimberly shrugged to her astonished audience in her English class. She’d just finished her own daisy chain trick and was feeling pretty confused about which of her squad mates got told to perform it. In any case, it was really fun to do, even if it did hurt a little bit. Maybe she’d make herself do it again if she weren’t busy reading The Great Gatsby for her class.
Kimberly also shared English with one of the marching band students, Harriet. Harriet always hated how the cheer team always belittled the band, how they always said that nobody comes to the school spirit events because of them. Those six skanks in Varsity cheer would rue the day they sabotaged their last pep rally performance just to make their routine look better by comparison.
She saw Kimberly do her little trick and noticed how much shorter she was compared to usual. Maybe the weird nerd kids were onto something with this commandment curse business. This could be her chance to get even with them.
“Heya, Kim-Kim!” Harriet approached the air-headed cheerleader with a forced enthusiasm, prompting her to quickly climax and squirt her dick nipples onto the ground before she answered.
“Hi,” the blondie waved back, “Who’re you again?”
“Oh don’t act like you don’t know me,” Harriet said, “Harriet Barnaby? Lead tuba player in the marching band? You put pudding in my instrument last month.”
“Oh that Harriet!” Kimberly realized, “Sorry, not sorry! That was just me and the girls making sure you knew your place on the popularity ladder.”
“Wait, are you implying that you skanks feel threatened by the band?” Harriet asked.
“Uhh… implying?” Kimberly cocked her head, “What’s that mean?”
“Never mind that,” Harriet waved off, “Just listen to my command and do exactly what I tell you! I believe it’ll affect your whole squad, right? For my first command, I want you to…”